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to go by
Was days where I only had 50 Cent you should know I
Ma get rich or die tryin', round here bullets be flyin'
Mommas be crying cause these baby's

the misletoe 
No reason for ribbons and bows
Without you its just asilent night
Underneath the tree tonite

So meet me under the xmas tree
Take me in your arms

I ran the rings around your eyes
Laughing lines and candle lights
Autumn leaves fall on the floor
On all the things that we'd loved before
And I
I

words hateful
And I know when flames are flying through the air that
At the end of the day there's nowhere I feel more safe
Now we're all on fire in

it all
The time has come for you to run
You run, you run
You run, you run
You run
You run, you run
You run, you run
You run
Old friend
I'll see you

Time has expired on the old vessel as she rots at the bottom of the sea
The flooded decks the broken sales a tail only told by me
A job I had so long

dough
And blow it up your nose

Paralyzed by signs
reading s and twin vertical lines
I'm a broken instrument
When neckties choke the points of pyramids

Little bird, walks along a tree
Carefully stepping inch by inch
Look out from behind a predators on the loose
One misfortune, it all ends
Little

of here tonight
Forget all our past mistakes
Nothing else for us in this life
See where the road ahead us takes

Falling for you more and more
On avenues

grounds with overgrowth run amok
Underneath the skies of salt run by floozies
'Tis stomping ground
Mormon country and flats for miles all around
I am

greetings sound like an alarm
With a fear of friendly faces I cannot disarm
Oh I'm wearing my discomfort underneath my Sunday best
While I force another smile

I’m just like you. You know the tune, IT GOES 
Can’t catch a break. Dreaming but wide awake. 
Cheers to the broken hearted underneath the rain. Cheers

teachers thought I had a third brain. I was smart as fuck, but underneath I hid a lot of nerve pain. So I would jot it down and work on my verse game. I’d

She’s no flower
But there’s beauty in her power
She’s no angel
But you’re welcome at her table


Three in the morning by the river underneath

no matter how hard he listened
The lessons that he learned were not about writing, literature or math
What will it take before graduation for him

has spilled
Keep the finger on the trigger
Fuelled by the fire of the devil
Judge, jury, executioner
It won't stop until the quota is fulfilled

Dread

the flesh
I'm the man
I'll attest, im the Mac truck in a black tux
With no hands up
Underneath that
Is that summer hot,
Serve and work the Fiends By

a fantasy for fools

I'm lonely down below so surface for some air
Funeral processions
With mourners going by
Someone left behind still unaware
Of all

Pardon me mam you don't know my face or name
But I used to live in this house long ago
My life is all a whirl and forgot just who I am
And I thought

Walking through the lawn

can you believe at all

what is thought just now was previous

an age or so it seems 

between infrequent dreams

a ripple

Guinevere had green eyes
Like yours, milady, like yours
She'd walk down through the garden
In the morning after it rained

Peacocks wandered

legacy
Spell it backwards MeMe in a true tongue that praises peace
Only blood quench my thirst
And I'm putting all ya jealous ass hoes in a hurst
Dangerous

I come on by
We can go chill and hang all night
We can kick it way out late past 9
Underneath the stars under the city lights
'Cause every single time

the night
Underneath it all
Myself I will find
I've gone
Somewhere
I can't tell the time
I'm lost
Somewhere
In my mind
I've gone
Somewhere
I can't tell